Checkmate

"Checkmate."

"That's no fair, Bocchan!"

The fourteen year old tycoon merely smirked at his butler's teenage daughter.

"You lost Neko. My prize." He demanded.

The cat demon stood, ears twitching in irritation, "Of course, Bocchan." The girl walked up to him and pecked his cheek, the stormed back to her seat.

"That wasn't a proper kiss."

"You never specified."

"Now I am."

The ravenette growled and walked back over to him. Ciel smirked and pulled her close, "Checkmate." They leaned towards each other, eyes closed.

In the next instant they were separated, being held by their shirt collars.

"I accepted Pluto, Grell and Undertaker. You cannot start this with the young master as well." Sebastian scolded, setting them back down.

Neko rolled her eyes, "Hai, otōsan."

Ciel copied her gesture, "Honestly, Sebastian. It's just a kiss."

The demon's eyes narrowed and flashed, "The other three had started out as 'just a kiss' as well, young master."

Ciel froze and stared at Neko.

She shrugged, "What can I say? Watashiwa akuma; I'm a demon."

Ciel recomposed himself, "Well since I don't get my prize, how about another game?"

"You're on."